A few people followed the gray suit upstairs and entered a luxury bag, which is really a luxury room, the whole private room is the size of two basketball courts, and there are various gambling tables in it, and the gamblers are much less than downstairs.

The gray suit led a few people to the gambling table of the third prince, and there were already a few gamblers in front of the table, he smiled and said: "This is a high-level game, the amount will be relatively large, a few people have fun, this is a gold medal dealer." As he spoke, he introduced the dealer.

Uncle Guo likes gambling so much and has never entered the high-end field, let alone Guo's father, among several people, Yang Ping and Mrs. Luo are the most calm.

All kinds of drinks are available here for free, and Yang Ping put the cigarettes, sea yellow zipo and old lotus Bodhi on the gambling table in three circles, and couldn't help but sigh: capitalism is too degenerate.

Mrs. Luo asked for a bottle of red wine and poured it for a few people.

The dealer asks a few people to put the eight decks of cards into the boots after checking the cards and start dealing the cards. Yang Ping hastily won a few handfuls, and began to drink milk tea by himself, without pressing or pressing very little. Newbies will win a little bit here, hundreds, thousands. But if you can't control your desires, you will definitely pay it back with interest. So when he made a profit of two or three percent, he stopped it in a timely manner, and he played it, and he just did it. Anyway, Yang Ping is also a little wealthy now, and he doesn't plan to cause anything here to win a little profit.

But Uncle Guo's mentality is different, he is fed up with bird gas here, and the little money he makes from trading is donated here piecemeal, and he has never been so proud. He has been pondering, this Xiao Yang is not very good at playing, but luck is against the sky, and if he changes the gambling table, he will get off to a good start for a while, and he can provoke the casino to ask for a high-end game. Why is this pinched? Uncle Guo was smoking a cigarette, his thin face wrinkled into a bun, he thought about it and remembered his brother's words, just now the third brother said that Yang Ping won a game in the slot machine, and said proudly that he was a green dragon on the left and a white tiger on the right, that was talking about his Buddha beads, is it so evil? But the beads I asked from the White Dragon God couldn't compare to Xiao Yang's dzi and the string of Bodhi? This Xiao Yang has stopped again now, and has been playing with the lighter all the time, alas, this comparison has to be thrown away.

Thinking of this, Uncle Guo smiled flatteringly and leaned into Yang Ping's ear and whispered: "Xiao Yang, your beads are so evil, you are so evil, you are overpowering the feng shui bureau here, you don't play now, then lend a string to Uncle to try the water." ”

Yang Ping smiled, he has no taboos and nothing to pay attention to, unlike people who wear Buddha beads, there are many taboos, what can not be touched by outsiders, can not go to the bathroom with Buddha beads on the wrist, can not wear Buddha beads when the husband and wife sleep together, or put them next to the bed, smoking or touching with his hands from onions, garlic, leeks or drinking can not wear Buddha beads, let alone spit cigarettes on Buddha beads, can not put in trouser pockets and can not put in fart pockets; Buddha beads should be hung around the neck or hung on the wall when the stupa should be upwards and so on, so Yang Ping's bracelet never goes to the light, play, and then tie yourself up What is the meaning.

Yang Ping happily took off the nine-eyed dzi and handed it to Uncle Guo: "Uncle, is it so evil?" You take it and try it, don't blame me if you lose. ”

Uncle Guo carefully put the dzi on his left hand and sneered: "Bah, don't talk nonsense, good luck." ”

Sure enough, it was very strange, Uncle Guo went to the next table to open several idle handfuls, his proud eyebrows were dancing, laughing.

Mrs. Luo, who followed the encirclement, couldn't help it, she belonged to a fixed number of games across the sea every week, although she didn't care about this little money, but she was always pressed by the casino, and her heart was also very unbalanced. Just like many big bosses in the Temple of Literature, they are worth millions, and they don't care about hundreds or thousands of guests for dinner, and the landlords who play one piece or two can also have a red face.

Mrs. Luo replaced the cigarette in Hailiu's cigarette mouth, lit it again, and leaned over to Guo's father to test: "Guo Sheng, this Yang Sheng's Buddha beads are really sharp, can I invite that string of Bodhi?" You can help ask. Right now, I'll put another set of plates for your company in a week. ”

Dad Guo is embarrassed, this thing is really difficult to open his mouth, don't ask, Mrs. Luo is her big customer, and she can't afford to offend. He helped Yang Ping put the chips together and asked, "Xiao Yang, this ...... Grace ......"

Yang Ping saw Guo's father's embarrassment: "Uncle Guo, what's wrong?" What else do we have to say? ”

Guo's father rubbed a chip around, gritted his teeth and whispered: "That's it, Mrs. Luo wants to invite you to this string of Bodhi, I shouldn't have said this, but yes, she is a big customer of our company, and she really can't save face." ”

Yang Ping raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Guo, don't say anything if you please." I don't have anything to pay attention to," he said, took off the old lotus Bodhi, coiled it in three circles and handed it to Guo's father: "This thing is idealistic in our view, it is feudal superstition, if Mrs. Luo is not afraid of losing, take it to test the water, just give it back to me when we leave." ”

Dad Guo thanked him for taking the old lotus Bodhi and turned around and muttered a lot to Mrs. Luo, but Yang Ping didn't understand.

Mrs. Luo happily put the old lotus Bodhi on her wrist and turned to kill 21 points. Not to mention that the gambling mentality is very important, Mrs. Luo's side is also killing all sides.

Yang Ping and Guo's father were bored waiting, and it was time to go to Stinky Treasure and them. Guo's father got up and called two gambling sticks.

After a while, the three of them came back, and Yang Ping saw that the two of them were full of red light, and they wanted to win a lot. Mrs. Luo spoke first: "Yang Sheng, your Buddha beads are really sharp, I haven't played so well for a long time." Let's sit together in the evening. ”

Uncle Guo's face was like a flower, and he hurriedly said, "I'll invite you in the evening, and Mrs. Luo will be with you." ”

Yang Ping wondered how much these two had won, just like laughing gas.

Yang Ping pursed his lips and put Haihuang Zipo into his pocket: "Is it so exaggerated?" You're all idealistic, and you're going to be criticized on our side. The key is your own mentality, your mentality. You know? "That's right, when playing cards, it's more money to win less money, you have less money to be timid, shrink your hands and feet, you can't get on it, you can't win hard, you can only go home.

Mrs. Luo was serious: "That's not the same, what you said is that people play cards, and we are now playing with the casino, of course, we have to ward off evil spirits." ”

Yang Ping was curious: "How is Mrs. Luo's harvest?" ”

Luo was too happy: "Not much, less than two million ......"

Yang Ping rolled his eyes: "Mrs. Luo, the jade bracelet on your wrist must be several million larger, this little money won't make you so happy, right?" It seems that Uncle has also won a lot. ”

Mrs. Luo pursed her lips and corrected: "It's a feeling, a feeling of winning." You don't understand. Don't fight with me today, just eat the joy in this hotel. ”

Guo's father excused himself: "Mrs. Luo, don't be polite, we still have a few people, just eat some of them as your family wants." ”

Mrs. Luo made a straight face: "Isn't this department welcoming me as an outsider?" ”

Guo's father smiled: "Where is it, then let's ...... together"

Uncle Guo smiled and called Xiao Nizi, and Yang Ping and Guo's father followed Mrs. Luo to joy. The place is really not far away, just in the lobby to the east of the hotel, and Yang Ping is now immune to this splendid architectural style. After entering the box, Mrs. Luo called the deputy manager, who seemed to be very familiar with her. The chatter is all in Cantonese, and Yang Ping holds the dzi and the old lotus Bodhi in his hand, and he has the right to listen to the book of heaven.

Stinky Bao and Guo's mother, Xiao Nizi will arrive soon.

After Guo's father finished introducing, Stinky Bao greeted obediently: "Hello, grandma." ”

Mrs. Luo likes it like something: "Nan Tsai is so proud." As he spoke, he took out a big red envelope from his handbag and stuffed it to Stinky Bao: "This is my mother-in-law's meeting gift, take it." ”

The people on the mainland are not very interested in this, and Stinky Bao pushes and shoves it.

Guo's father laughed: "Nan Zai, take it, the elders can't give it away." ”

Yang Ping smiled and rubbed Stinky Bao's head: "Then take it, Stinky Treasure can play well today." ”

Stinky Bao happily wrapped the red bag: "Thank you, grandma." ”

Mrs. Luo rubbed Stinky Bao's face: "I heard that you are going to Xianggang, so you have to come to grandma's house as a guest." ”

Stinky Bao hesitated if he could agree and look at Yang Ping.

Yang Ping handed the water to Stinky Bao and said to Mrs. Luo: "Mrs. Luo, thank you for your kindness, we may not have a trip this time." Then I talked about the schedule.

When Yang Ping said that they were going to fly directly to Jingbei after riding, Mrs. Luo took the stinky treasure and said with a smile: "That's not right, I was also going to Jingbei at that time."

Yang Ping was a little strange: "It's all northerners who go to the south for the New Year, Mrs. Luo is ......"

Mrs. Luo clinked glasses with everyone and explained with a smile: "My husband's family is going to Jingbei to do business, so I'll follow and take a look." ”